Chapter 261

Evelyn’s PoV The dagger felt heavy and cold in my palm. Odessa’s cold demand rang in my ears. Kill Callum. Bring me his head. This wasn’t a test or , twisted game to see how far I would go to prove my loyalties. I just had to do it. I knew I had to do it. If I turned it down, she would turn against me. If I carried out her order, I would lose the only ally I had managed to win over. Either way, she would win. Not this time. Finian walked beside me as we traveled through the thick forest. His expression was a mixture of concern and determination. He had not questioned me for warning Callum. He had not hollered when I insisted we needed to fake a death, to give like a disguise for the purpose of tricking Odessa into believing I had done my job. Instead, he nodded, affirming my sense of loyalty. "Are you sure it will work?" he asked softly. "It must." I responded. "If Odessa realises we lied to her, we would be dead." Finian's jaw tightened. "Then we won't let her find out." The trees gre